"Whatever, she's cool." Taylor whispered back. "She wanted to come along for the trip." That wasn't true. Taylor had asked her to. It was a rare thing for her to admit to needing someone else, but Cassie had been eroding her defenses for so long that she was able to allow herself to ask her for help. She had been nervous for the entire train ride about how things would go with Johnny. She still was, although they had wasted no time falling into their old rhythm. Anyway, Cassie said she had stuff to do in Kyoto.

Cassie wordlessly took Clyde's hand and helped him back to his feet, and then stood there with her arms at her sides, regarding him with an expression of concern, and maybe caution. An awkward moment passed, her eyes fixed on Clyde until she finally lowered them.

"I'm not that." She said. She wasn't a babydoll. But then Johnny came up with something worse, and her eyes widened in shock.

"Whaat? No! No no no, I do not do... that... what are... what? I do so like... dudes. I'm not... that way!" Her voice had risen to a frantic high pitch, and she'd already turned a bright shade of red. Taylor found it all utterly hilarious. "I'm really not." Cassie assured Clyde. Maybe it didn't matter so much, but it just wasn't... accurate. And she felt funny about Johnny thinking that she was that way, for whatever reason.

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Johnny's eyes widened curiously at Taylor's suggestion. He didn't understand what that meant. Would Cassie wander off when Taylor and he went into his room? Or would she just watch TV or something while they went at it? It was a little strange to think about. It wasn't like Cassie was interested in Johnny's body. He'd been half naked the whole time and she hadn't once batted an eye his way. He was pretty sure, even though she swung that way, that she wasn't interested in Taylor too. The two had been in the same gym together and there was a good chance that they'd gotten all of that out of their system a long time ago. Well, Cassie at least. He couldn't picture Taylor being into that no matter how many suggestive things she did to ruffle Johnny's feathers.

Either way, Cassie's staunch denial of her feelings was something Johnny found ridiculously adorable. "C'mon, sport!" Johnny encouraged with a grin and a soft laugh. "You should just be who you are. No one here is going to say anything about it, dude. I mean, I'd pound em if they did!" Johnny smiled a bi, blushing at the thought. "Heck, you're cute enough that I bet you'd have your pick if you wanted!" He encouraged, hugging Taylor tightly.

Cassie turned an impossibly deep shade of red, which made Taylor laugh even harder. "Don't worry, Cassiebear, we all love you. Well, not me, not like that. What's that word that means 'just friends'? Like that. You don't have to lie about it anymore." Her teasing was almost mean. Almost.

Cassie looked down at the floor and stammered for a while, before she pulled her backpack around in front of her, unzipped it, and removed a brown crocheted hat with ear flaps and round bear ears. She pulled it on and gave Taylor a look while she tied the strings under her chin. Then she stood with her arms at her sides for a moment.

"What? Why are you looking at- oh, no." It all came together when Cassie slightly bent her knees. "Not Cassiebear!" She yelped as Cassie smoothly and precisely lunged at Taylor, clinched her with one hand behind her neck and the other holding her wrist, and executed an o soto gari that looked effortless. Taylor was airborne for a moment while her world spun, and she landed neatly on her upper back with a thud.

Cassie placed one knee on Taylor's belly and used her other to pin Taylor's arm down, and then honked Taylor's nose. "Honk!" She said. "Honk honk honk!"

"Stop it! Cut it out! This is so gay!" Taylor protested. She kicked and bucked, but the wall behind her didn't give her room to escape, and Cassie stayed stubbornly planted on top of her. She felt so much heavier than she really was. She told Taylor all the time about how it was all about technique.

"Tell em I'm not like that!" She demanded, mercilessly patting Taylor on the forehead with alternating hands. "Do it!"

"Not from where I'm standin'..." Clyde mused back to Cassie, mostly as a joke. Saying this just before he was helped up to his feet where he would wobble and stumble a bit on his legs before he slouched against a corner in the hallway that led towards the lobby, keeping the three others in his line of sight just in case someone tried to jump him again. Then Clyde heard Johnny's sudden outburst from out of where.

"Who the fuck you is talkin' to me like that!?" Clyde snapped back at Johnny before he heard his next words about Cassie and raised his eyebrow with an almost absent looking stare before he looked to Cassie and narrowed his eyes at the young looking girl who seemed almost too cute for words before Clyde let out a huff of air. Of course. Typical of AFW he thought.

"The gals in Tokyo got to you, t--..." Clyde tried to ask before he watched Cassie get all embarrassed and flustered while denying that she wasn't attracted to women. Typical. Clyde thought. Heather used to get the same way, denying something and getting all embarrassed just like Cassie. Blushing beat red at the suggestion that she was attracted women and denied it because it was true. They had the same reaction.

"Poor Girl..." Clyde thought, not because of her apparent (denied) sexuality. But because of what the booking team probably put her in and did to her. The Board had a tendency of hiring girls that looked much younger than they appeared and were practically saints, at least until they were booked into a few Hentai Matches and became AFW's next poster whore. Such a concept didn't used to seem all that bad for Clyde back in the day. A single guy like him was all over this kinda stuff and welcomed the slutty hotties wrestling on TV. But when this place changed the one who was once his beloved, Clyde's thoughts on AFW seemed to change, he put a lot of the blame on AFW for changing Heather into the person she was today. He blamed himself but he blamed this company more for corrupting someone he dear to him and someone he'll never get back.

And nothing was stopping anyone else from falling into the same mold.

Then again... maybe Heather thought she was better off with a richer than god Swedish chick instead of the broke as shit Cowboy. Financially security was important after all, especially in the world of professional wrestling!

But the way Johnny and Taylor just played around and teased her about it, he couldn't tell if it was true or not. Part of Clyde didn't really care. But he felt bitter about the situation and wondered if this place really did bring out "Who You Really Are" or it was just the forced sex that changed some girls here. Something they just fell into and the crowd accepted with a smile. Be it Male or Female, every AFW fan was insane.

God, where was that pink haired chick when he needed her? Clyde would rather put up with her tendency for control again than deal with Taylor and Johnny.

"...Ain't nothin' wrong with likin' girls, kid... Just make sure...*Upp*... it ain't management who wanted to decide that for ya..." Clyde add for Cassie as he remained slouched against the corner, letting out a small burp while he tried to speak.

Johnny watched as Cassie put Taylor to the ground. He laughed at her antics and even more at Taylor's words. "C'mon, man." Johnny said half heartedly. "She's like... taken and stuff. There's plenty of chicks out there if yer lookin for one, shorty." He said as he stepped in and tried to pull Cassie off Taylor.

He was still laughing despite his words. Even if Cassie really was 'gay to the bone', which she obviously was, Johnny knew she was only teasing Taylor. Still, he felt the need to at least intervene for... some reason... and got behind Cassie and tried to pull her off Taylor by grabbing her upper torso and pulling upward. Since he thought of Cassie more like a little sister than anything, he didn't even consider the ramifications of where he might be grabbing.

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The Trio seemed to be rather busy with their playing around. The situation no longer about Clyde picking a fight with Johnny. Cassie had taken the floor and the joke about her obvious denial regarding her sexuality now being the prime subject that the three strange people were discussing. Clyde looked to them and almost admired them, almost. He admired them because they reminded him a bit of the family he had lost and yearned to have again despite fate's clear intentions to keep him the way he was always meant to be.

He didn't really like these guys too much, Cassie seemed alright but Johnny and Taylor were pains in the ass for Clyde. Part of him thought maybe that his fault and he had this coming, but another part of him honestly didn't care, he was just some drunk dude to them anyway.

Still, Clyde eyed the three of them horsing around and part of him began to just feel sore and bitter inside, squeezing his wrist tightly in reaction when he realized he was envious of the three, even Johnny. "Goddamn. Like a bitch..." he thought to himself, angry at being petty. He dared not voice his envy to show this effeminate weakness or give Taylor something to mock him about. Fuck that. He wasn't weak. At least he that's what he told himself. But Clyde couldn't deny it. The way Johnny, Taylor and Cassie were, it reminded Clyde of how he, Alessa and Heather were.

He wanted to throw up, not because of the booze, but the realization that He was comparing himself to Johnny finally. No longer was he angry at others for doing this, but now he was doing it himself. Clyde scowled hatefully at the concept but knew it was true. They were similar once, but Johnny still had his life. Clyde's old life was on it's back in Tokyo, sprawled in the center of the ring.

He was supposed to be drunk. Not drunk enough he thought if he was having these inner demons plague him. "Why can't I just forget about her?" He pondered angrily before he let out a rough huff through his nose.

"Alright... I'm out this bitch..." He announced before turning to walk away and head back to the bar. "Fuck sleep." He thought. Free beer awaits. But he couldn't but feel he was missing a chance to say something with his exit and grinned at the thought before he turned to look back at the trio.

"...By the Red, if you're ever lookin' ta' see if you still like dudes, I think I can help ya quite a bit in that department.." He remarked with a lopsided, cocky grin. Half-serious, but mostly saying it as a joke to tease Cassie and get on Johnny's nerves. Fuck that guy, he thought. With that said, he went to head back to the bar.

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Cassie made a high pitched squealing sound while she kicked and squirmed in Johnny's grip. She gasped when she realized that his arms were across... they were on her... the... there.

"OHMYLETGOYOURECANTDOWHEREAREYOUPUTMEDOWN!" She squealed out an incomprehensible stream of something that resembled words. When she finally put her feet on the floor, she took two quick steps away and wasn't sure what to do with her hands. She kept them clasped in front of her at her chest, with her elbows close together.

Part of her just wanted to run along without another word and leave Johnny and Taylor to their own devices. She was terribly embarrassed, but... not in a bad way. A small part of her couldn't help but be a little excited about the contact with Johnny, since after all he was... something. Something good-ish.

Well, she knew exactly what he was, he was her best friend's boyfriend. That was all she needed to know. In that moment, the thought galvanized her embarrassment and changed it into anger. She stomped her foot and shouted indignantly at Johnny.

"Why don't you ever wear a shirt!"

Taylor, now back on her feet, got a good laugh from that too. "We made a deal." Taylor explained, and then laughed again. Cassie's attention was suddenly stolen away by the drunk cowboy that she'd all but forgotten about.

She looked at him and immediately her face took on the same look of concern it had earlier. Clyde made his offer, and Cassie immediately countered with "No you can't." Her tone was so honest, and so completely free of any malicious intention that her inadvertent slight against Clyde became twice as hilarious to Taylor, and after looking at Cassie's face and Clyde's, she doubled over laughing.

"Yeah, walk away cowboy." Taylor called after him. "You're too drunk to fish, and some other stuff."

Johnny hefted Cassie off of Taylor with relative ease even while she kicked and flailed until the petite grappler wriggled free. Johnny laughed at how embarrassed she was, not even realizing that he had just gotten a nice handful of her.

"Hahaha!" He said and lifted one hand to ruffle Cassie's hair and smile down at her. "I know, man. I don't do it on purpose. Too bad you ain't into dudes." He said and flexed for her, showing off his tight body. He laughed again and then faced Taylor. "Nah, here ya go babe." He said and gave a nice shot of his pecs and abs to Taylor. He'd been sculpting them extra fine for her eyes only, after all.

Johnny had barely even noticed Clyde had still been there and when he both tried to hit on Cassie and got rejected in one fell swoop, he turned and looked at the guy. He turned back to Taylor and Cassie. "Why don't ya go ahead and make yourselves comfortable?" He said pointing to his hotel room they had been fighting in front of. "I'll help this guy back to his room and junk."

Johnny stepped forward and looked at Clyde. "Yo, man. Why don't ya give me your keys and junk and we'll get you back to where you belong." He said as he held out his hand and smiled.

Cassie kept her eyes firmly planted on the floor while Johnny put on a show. Taylor's eyes stayed firmly planted on Johnny. She pushed up against him with her hips and placed her palms on his chest and smiled at him with dreamy eyes. When Johnny moved to help Clyde up, Cassie immediately intervened.

"No!" She said, a bit louder than she intended. "Er, no, I'll take care of him. You don't need to bother. I'm on my way out anyway." She tried to position herself in between Johnny and Clyde, but stopped short of touching him, and spent a moment paralyzed by the awkwardness of it. Finally, she took a very uncomfortable looking route against the wall behind Clyde. Once she'd squeezed through, she grabbed Clyde's hand and led him away.

"Well, well, well." Taylor said. "I never knew you had such a thing for Clyde. Or is it just for cowboys. Trying to sneak off with him the first chance you got? How do you feel about firemen?" She teased. She pressed herself against him again and began walking slowly into the room, making him back up as they went. She bit her bottom lip and tucked her chin down, looking up at Johnny with a devilishly suggestive smile. Anticipation alone made her breathing feel tight, and her cheeks warm. Once they were inside, she pulled her tight t-shirt over her head and tied it like a blindfold over Johnny's eyes. She kicked the door shut with her heel.

"What's your room number?" Cassie asked, looking to see if Clyde had managed to produce his key yet.

Clyde shrugged off the rejection to his joke with a small laugh. He never expected a yes, though the manner of Cassie's rebuke wasn't what he really wanted at all. Lame he thought before he heard Taylor burst out laughing, making Clyde's face turn a bit red as he kept himself turned away, a bit embarrassed by how his joke/pass didn't go like he planned and only got Taylor to just laugh at him.

He was about to take off when he heard Johnny tell the girls something that made Clyde's eyebrow twitch up before he turned around. "Waddya mean you gon' help me to my room!?" Clyde let out with a clear attitude, he didn't remember entrusting this dude with helping him back to his room, who the hell was he to make this decision Clyde thought.

But when Johnny stepped forward and asked for Clyde's keys with a trusting smile that surely hid a snake's fangs, Clyde looked to the Japanese kid and tilted his head at his sudden friendliness. He expected Johnny to be angry when he made that pass on Cassie but he was being surprisingly helpful all of a sudden.

"...Do you know how gay you sound, boy?" Clyde commented before he stared down at Johnny's empty hand with uncertainty before that lil' red head gave a loud protest that startled Clyde a bit.

Hearing Cassie's words though, Clyde raised an eyebrow at her sudden desire to 'Take care of him', he was kind of flattered and a bit confused though by everyone's sudden desire to do this. "What's with all y'all decidin' where I go? I ain't no lil' kid." He argued at the two but it seemed Cassie would have none of it as she grabbed Clyde's hand and hauled him away with her. The sudden touch from her soft hand against his own was welcomed and made him blush lightly, unseen by his rosy cheeks that he had obtained from drinking. "Uhhh..." He let out at the awkward situation before he shoved his hand into his pocket to grab his key.

"...207..." He told her while holding his key, tailing behind her while she held his hand, curious and confused."...Why you... Uh...?" He tried to ask while scratching the top of his head. "...I ain't some lost puppy, ya know!" He tried to declare.